Buzz had a doctor’s appointment last week, his physical before the start of kindergarten. I was slightly stressing leading up to this day, imaging the worst case scenario. He sometimes has problems with different places and new people and, as I had never taken him to the pediatrician by myself before, I wasn’t sure if I could hold him down or keep him settled if he got upset. In other words, I was afraid he would go all Tasmanian devil and completely demolish the room.
An unfounded fear, it turns out, because he was quite cooperative once we made our way back to be seen. The waiting room, however, was another story.
The reception area was entirely devoid of people upon our initial entrance. After taking stock of emergency exits and fire alarms, I let go of Buzz’s hand. He excitedly ran directly for the aquarium. Then another family with 2 children came in. They ran to watch the fish, too. And scared my son.
Along with a general anxiety over new people, he seems to have a stronger apprehension toward unknown children.
I continued checking in, however, even though I couldn’t see Buzz. I just assumed he dashed for safety, sitting at a kid-sized table they keep in the corner. I heard him calling for me, although nothing too dire, but the receptionist was still copying our insurance card. Except I kept noticing concerned looks from the other kids.
Then I saw why. When I went to find Buzz, he was definitely in the corner. Hiding in the fetal position under a bench.
I believe this is now in the running for worst case scenario for his first week of kindergarten. And I just hope his class has a really big bench.